The Perfect Cast

The Perfect Cast

An un-known creek, a swirling lie,
A perfect cast, a favourite fly.

You shoot your line, You see it land,
You see the strike, You set your hand.

The fight begins, the mental rush,
The four pound test, the waters gush.

The screaming reel, the slippery moss,
The thrashing fish, the sudden loss.

With one great leap, with one big flip,
With one small splash, with one small slip.

You hear the jump, You see the flash,
You felt the slack, You know that splash!

Another fish, another fly,
Another creek, another try.

(Author unknown)